The Collection of The End

—September 29, 23:42, Raccoon City Police Department, Entrance Hall —

Click, squeak—

As Lyon placed the three goddess emblems on the grooves of the base of the Nemesis statue, the ground below the statue began to sink slowly, and finally formed a **** that sloped downwards at the end of the ramp , Is a simple black iron door.

"Found it, get out of here," Leon said to himself, turning back to the sofa at the reception: "Marvin, we should go."

Sheriff Marvin lay motionless on the sofa in front of the monitoring computer.

"Marvin?" Leon stepped forward and tried to push him.

"Drink!...Um!" Marvin shook his whole body and suddenly sat up, but the next second he covered his belly and let out a painful cry because of the severe pain in his abdomen.

"We should go now," Leon retracted his hand. "I have to take you to the hospital."

"...No, I can't," Marvin looked down at his abdomen, which was still leaking blood: "I want to stay here."

"You still have help," Leon also looked at his wound: "This is the third hour since you were bitten, and according to the STARS information I found, ordinary people with severe injuries like yours can only be bitten. You can only hold on for 20 minutes, which means you are only injured and not infected."

"No, I know it myself..." Marvin stared in a daze: "I am gradually losing consciousness. I haven't become a zombie yet. It only means that Brad's infection was not deep at the time... I am out of help. Leon, go by yourself."

"You—" Leon wanted to say something else.

"Let me go!" Marvin took out his gun and pointed it at Lyon: "Raccoon City Police Department, at least one person must be alive."

"This...actually our chief is still alive," Leon ignored the gun. "When I searched his office, I found that he had predicted the disaster in advance and escaped early."

"Then you should leave even more. Someone has to... Um!" Marvin shook his hand, and the gun fell to the ground: "...Publish what happened here!"

"I understand," Leon picked up Marvin's pistol and put it in his waist: "I will leave, don't worry, it's safe here."

"..." Marvin watched Leon's skillful movements, stretched out his hand, and stopped talking.

"I will not disappoint your expectations." Leon nodded heavily and turned back to the secret road under the statue.

—September 29, 23:51, Raccoon City Police Station, underground secret road —

"By the way, why is there an elevator like a horror movie under the police station?" After entering the secret passage, it was a small office. After Leon passed through it, he entered a box elevator with sliding doors and metal guardrails, casually. Saying: "Well, it seems that Resident Evil is also a horror movie."

After the elevator descends to the end, the outside is a part of the underground facility composed of numerous pipes, narrow stairs and maintenance passages, perhaps gas or water supply pipes. The inside is empty, without any zombies wandering in it.

"After all, the entrance is a museum with a code, and the exit is the manhole cover of the underground parking lot. It is still a bit difficult to get into zombies in this kind of place," Leon continued to mutter to himself as he walked: "The only thing that can appear is like a tyrant. Someone who can'through the wall' like that, or—"

Bang, Bang, Bangdong.

There was a strange sound of steel crashing into each other from the front of the underground passage.

When Leon turned the corner, a very strange zombie appeared in front of him.

It was a zombie wearing jeans and a white coat, like a scientific researcher-just look at the clothes and head.

Its right side of the body is extremely huge with countless red and white muscles and blood vessels. A single arm is stronger than its own torso, and this monster-like arm is holding a piece of flesh and blood. Repeatedly winding, rusty street light poles.

The weird zombie was originally only walking slowly along the passage. The street light pole in its hand hit the guardrail beside the passage unconsciously. After seeing Leon, it stopped and stared at him viciously. Let's jump together, eager to rush.

"Is this a variant version of'Doctors don't die with bare hands'? I think Lancelot might ask you for the copyright." Leon didn't feel the tension of being stared at by the beast. He looked at the monster for a few seconds, and even spoke. make fun of.

"[Cuckoo - ah ah ah!]"

The mutant zombies uttered a terrible roar and waved the street light pole, like a heavy truck, rushing towards Leon.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here I would like to introduce the heavyweight role of'Resident Evil 2', Umbrella's top scientists who developed the'G virus' that surpassed the'T virus', and shot the virus after being snatched by the death team. The unlucky ghost in, when he was dying, he injected himself with a virus strain in hopes of life-saving gamblers. He mutated smoothly and had the unprecedented five forms of the final BOSS—William Birkin!" Leon moved away and avoided The attack of the mutant zombie, as if some show host generally introduced it.

"[Goo-Gah-]" The mutant zombie known as William Birken seemed to retain a certain amount of sane. After hearing Leon say his name, his offensive slowed down, and he gasped and looked at him as if wishing him. Talk more.

"Unfortunately, he has no possibility of being saved," Lyon explained to the air: "As the'origin' of'Resident Evil 2', it can only be'acting as a boss in the world where Umbrella creates Resident Evil' and'in Ann Brera is a researcher in the world of law-abiding companies' two possibilities, and here, there is no doubt that it is the world of the former."

"[Cuckoo—]" William seemed to want to attack Leon, but he hesitated as if he was afraid of something, standing still and shaking constantly.

"Oh?" Leon raised his eyebrows: "So it seems that the G virus is indeed more advanced than the T virus. You can instinctively perceive that I am not what it can match, and the T series of stupid things are even the most advanced. "The Chaser" will only yell "STARS" and launch rockets at me."

"[Goo-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

"Well, Irison's'master' must like this type," Leon spread his hands to William: "It's a pity that your remaining human nature and the G virus itself will be wary of fearing natural enemies, and you will soon be infected by the G virus. The instinct of body predation is overwhelmed, but before that, I can tell you the good news: If nothing else, your wife Yani and daughter Shirley should be rescued from Raccoon City intact by someone, and may even change. Become a superwoman or something."

"[Goo—]" William's human head slowly closed his eyes, and his expression became less ferocious, but at the same time, his right arm swelled again, and the eyeball even became as big as a basin: " [Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!]"

Bang!

Then the eyeball was blown by a shot.